I write all most every day of what goes on in our home in the garden and in the nursery. We are ordinance workers at the Manti Temple on the Tuesday morning shift and the Saturday evening shift. In addition there are several trips to Utah county a couple of times a month and a few short trips to other mountain west areas. Our family is most important to us. All of our children live in Utah except one who lives in Kentucky.
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Friday, August 5, 2016
Temple Dream
I dream every night, and most of them are gone from my memory by the time I wake up. Early this morning this amazing and a little frightening dream showed up. I, we, were at the temple. A large, maybe fifty or so group of hippie and that is the best way that I can describe them, were at the temple. They took control of it. They had various, strange, hair styles. The room looked more like a stake house than any room in the temple. There was a large stage at the end of the cultural hall that could accommodate them with plenty of room to spare. They began to dance and sing. They performed as if dance had been carefully choreographed.
They were truly desecrating the temple and no one made any efforts to stop them. After some time I tried to stop them, but they kept one doing their weird dancing. finally, I pulled all the plugs that operated the music, microphones, and what not. The vigorously complained and began to leaved. That is when I woke up.
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